That train is pulling out for good this timeThe whistle echoes right across my mindYou know we ain't got one good reason to staySo take my hand, babyCause we're running awayWe're running away

All the hurt and the bitter tearsYou and I've collected, baby, through the yearsI say we lay â'em down on these railroad tracksAnd let the 2:19 train blow the monkey off my backCause it's leaving now, babyAnd that's what we're leaving behindThink what we're leaving, babyThink yea yea what we're leaving, babyI want you to think what we're leaving, babyThink about it, girlThink what we're leaving, baby